Word: claypoolers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...open their floodgates wider than ever before. Last winter's Rocky Mountain snowpack was up to three times its usual thickness, and since Memorial Day it has been melting unusually fast. Southwesterners blame Bureau of Reclamation dam managers for not releasing more of the runoff earlier. Says William Claypool of Needles, Calif.: "Anyone over the age of eight who watched TV this winter should have known we would have problems...
...book bash-65% of the town's population. To achieve comparable participation in a civic outing, Indianapolis would have to send forth 451,000 people, New York City 4,550,000. The turnout seems amazing. Somnolent in its pleasant, maple-shaded neighborhoods and moribund elsewhere, Claypool is a place where a visitor is surprised at any conspicuous display of activity. On Main Street, the general store has been spruced up, but just opposite the only gas station stands closed and dusty. Jim and Lynda Snyder this year bought and refurbished the Main Street Café (open until...
...Claypool was born as a railroad town in 1873. It began to die with the rise of the automobile. Today, for shopping, play or work, everybody heads for Warsaw, nine miles up Route 15. Claypool, it is remembered around the bookmobile, used to have a fine depot. It used to have a high school, a tavern, a cattle market, a drugstore and soda fountain. It used to have a hardware store, its own doctor, even a dentist. It used to have a barber shop, a newspaper. Marvin Neff, 74, and his wife Lucy, 70, treasure some old sepia postcards that...
...Claypool persists, true. Yet it remains a bit of a puzzle that almost the entire town would surge forth on a hot Friday morning for an event that nobody, not even the sponsors, considers dramatic. The appeal of free anything, even books, doesn't quite explain it. Nor does the touching fact that the bookmobile visit was dedicated to the memory of a respected Claypool veterinarian and his wife, Dr. and Mrs. Harrison N. Waite, both well-known lovers of books. Indeed, the remarkable turnout is not accounted for even by the fact that for people in lonely...
...book mobile's attraction more likely lies in what the town has become: less a town than an accidental suburb, a collection of people who live on there long after the town's reason for being has gone. Trains only whistle as they chuff through Claypool these days. Such a place, in raw reality, provides precious few events to rally the folks into community. The brief stop of the Read-A-Rama provided just such an event, producing, by chance, a good day for all and enough poignant memories to fill a book...